Break

I work too hard sometimes I need a break 
More food on my plate 
Than I can take 
The water gets too high I can't breath 
So scarce I can stop 
And just think about me
Forget everyone else I have to please 
I beg on my knees 
May the Lord please bless my seed
She's all I'll ever need
For her I'll be all I can be
Even if it kills me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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